"Is it Anderi?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked nonchalantly.
"Yes, Mr. Anderi... I didn't expect Mr. Wang to know Mr. Anderi too..." Fessley said, wiping the cold sweat that appeared on his forehead.
"Is Anderi that impressive? Just an underworld boss. Knowing him is nothing to brag about; I just waded through troubled waters with him..." Wang Xiaoqiang said dismissively.
Upon hearing this, another layer of cold sweat broke out on Fessley's forehead, shocked beyond measure. What kind of person Anderi was, yet someone dared to call him an underworld boss and demean him like this. It seemed that this Wang Xiaoqiang was even more formidable than Anderi, no wonder Anderi was so cautious around him.
On second thought, Fessley couldn't understand. If this Chinese boss standing in front of him was more formidable than Anderi, why would he still bother running sales so diligently?
